Mr. Calia unexpectedly discovered that he was in a strange Yin and Yang world.
One half of that world was filled with whistling cold winds, an icy landscape, while the other half was scorching hot, unbearably so.
Boom, the slight sting just now seemed to have opened the door to the cold, and an unbearable pain, like a cold ice tide, surged throughout his body.
Where it passed, from deep within the bones, came a pain akin to thousands of steel needles continuously piercing the body.
The other half of his body felt as if it was trapped in scorching lava, he could even smell his own flesh burning.
His pupils suddenly contracted, and an unprecedented fear flashed in his resolute eyes.
This fear was like a childhood nightmare, something he hadn't felt for a long time.
Thirty years ago, when he was captured by an opponent and endured inhuman torture for a day and night, that was a fear beyond death. At that time, he felt it was better to die than to endure such torture.
